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I do. - I do.

I now pronounce you husband and wife. - Congratulations.

Do I know you? - No.

You have a problem with Mr Couwenberg, your former client.

Who are you? - My name is Anna. Anna Eckhardt.

More than anything, you want to see Couwenberg jailed for life.

There are ways to make that happen, if we pull together.

It goes by the name of Wendy. We can guess what she's after.

She's a whore. You're not getting married with her.

Too bad, because I am. - Bj6rn...

The wedding will take place next month. Just after your release, right?

Do you still play video games together?

Get back into it and strengthen your ties again.

I need a legal advisor, so I thought: Why not call my old buddy Pepijn van Erkel?

Complete rehabilitation. I won't settle for less.

You haven't seen me. If it all goes pear-shaped, you're on your own.

I never want to hear his name again.

And you shouldn't either. - I promise.

Your Honour, as all evidence shows Mr Couwenberg stops at nothing.

Mr Steenhouwer's application is rejected.

The Court orders Mr Steenhouwer to pay all legal costs.

Translation: inVision Subtitling.co.uk

Betrayal

Good morning.

Verdict Steenhouwer case court of Amsterdam

Hey, man.

Coffee? - Yes, please.

I take it goes without saying that no one except us three knows about this.

So you approached him on his wedding.

It's fine. Lots of people, booze, a party, countless faces.

What did you tell your wife? - Does it matter?

You will be here often, you lost your office...

where does she think you are? - A work thing.

A car crash? - Yep.

He was stuck in the water for too long, so he suffered cerebral hypoxia.

So his dad sends him to a brothel. - Apparently. How should I know?

I wish he was my dad. - Don't be daft.

Plus your mother tried to kill your dad's girlfriend.

You better watch out with me.

But your granddad is the worst, right?

Come on, spill it.

I went there, to see if they'd let me in. - You went to the club?

What happened? - I talked to her. The little cow.

She thinks she has a hold on me.

She'll dump him within three months. - And who will have to pay?

It's not about that. - Of course not, not to you.

The fool thinks she really loves him.

Maybe Marco can talk some sense into him.

He won't listen to me anyway.

These legal things you were talking about...

I hired someone.

You're not up to something, are you? - Meaning what?

That girl. Nothing will to happen to her, right?

For God's sake.

What are you talking about? - Time's up.

I'm thirsty.

Will she move in? - Who?

Your new bride to be. - No, she won't.

As soon as Daddy is released we'll go house-hunting.

I see. - Because Dad and Wendy don't mix.

Won't they? - I already know.

But he has lots of property. One of us might become ours.

At least, I hope.

His name is Macrander. He's not unfamiliar to you.

He wasn't. How terrible.

Property developer commits suicide

The date is 23 April 2009. What do you remember?

He was a big property developer. From Lelystad.

He fought Couwenberg hard about a new city centre.

But he didn't succeed. - Well, initially he won the battle.

But in the end he didn't make the deadline.

Got into hot water when his contractor went bankrupt.

So he lost the job, which went to Couwenberg.

Who used to be your boss.

He slit his wrists. An outdated style.

Why would he do this?

Realtor's mysterious death

Macrander ran into trouble

He went bust. The stakes were too high.

The project got the best of him. - Was there nothing more to it?

I can't remember, really.

What does it have to do... - Alex is the best hacker around.

Look what he found.

This is Macrander's office. 23 April, the night of his suicide.

Who's he?

So how was he? - I don't know.

What? - What do you expect? He's crazy about her.

What am I supposed to say to him? It's useless.

Elsie Couwenberg.

Are you serious?

I'll drop by right after. Great.

Alright, see you soon.

This suicide story is bullshit.

Joachim Lampe was sent to him by Couwenberg.

Just like... - What happened to me.

We suspect it's coercion.

Lampe is dead. But Couwenberg isn't.

If we can prove it he can still be convicted.

Proof. That's up to the police.

And if they refuse? - What can we do?

That's where you come in.

Alex can snoop all he wants, but you could do a few things too.

Jogging your memory is one of them.

It was a very stressful time. We always had many irons in the fire.

I can't remember very well. - Perhaps you should try harder.

But finding evidence after six years... - It's tough, but not impossible.

You were there. And you know him better than anyone.

And you still have ties with the family.

One coke, please.

Can I be of service, sir?

Yes, you can. I'm a representative of Mr Couwenberg. Do you know him?

I drew up contracts, negotiated, and wrote letters.

Go on. - But I didn't know about this stuff.

Nothing at all?

Of course I knew he was into some shady business.

But not murder or manslaughter. Not at that time.

Sure you didn't? - What are you getting at?

I believe you didn't know. But were they capable of murder?

Back then? Fat chance they were.

Did the police see this yet? - Yes, but Lampe didn't ring a bell.

Nothing's off. The coroner's report is clear.

Macrander slit his own wrists. - So what?

Lampe is dead, so is Macrander. Case closed. No priority.

I've been waiting for ages for the police report.

But...

Sorry, I have to take this.

Is this my husband? - I might be him.

Where are you? Want to go out for lunch?

You're busy. Are you in the middle of something?

Yes, it's just...

It's fine. Where shall we meet?

Good. See you in a bit. - Alright, see you.

I have to go. - We're not done yet.

How about this afternoon?

Willem, I suppose you're in with us.

Not yet, but let's keep talking.

I assumed you made a decision. - Wrong guess. See you later.

Kemp real estate

I still have one or two friends at the Public Prosecution Service.

A police record. - It's only petty crime.

Juvenile delinquent, pickpocket. Small stuff.

Marianne Liekerk. And Bj6rn thinks it's called Wendy.

Did you go to that club?

What did he say?

Well? - He said he knew you very well.

He told me to say he's not afraid of you. He has powerful friends.

Dirty trickster.

To be honest, I don't feel comfortable with this.

The deal for me was to only... - This is part of the deal.

You didn't hit or threaten him, so why worry?

You said: Find the owner, drop my name... - Is that illegal?

What's the matter? - Nothing.

How is work? - Well...

Everyone complains about the euro crisis, but work is flooding in.

I got a call for school photography.

Some new project. - Lucky you.

How about your luck?

What can I get you? - Mint tea, please.

And a hamburger. - I would like the same, please.

Coming right up.

So, no luck for you?

Good lawyers are always busy. You always say that.

True. - But you can't seem to get ahead?

I mean well. - I'm working on it.

So what are you doing? Did you apply for a position?

Am I being questioned? I thought this was lunch.

It's not a crime to tell me what you're doing.

My love, I would jump off a cliff for you.

Or I'll wear nothing but a tiny apron if you want me to. But keep it a secret.

The thing I don't want...

You don't have to tell me everything. Just something. One detail will do.

Until recently I was engaged in... - We wouldn't mention him again.

You can talk to me. Because I love you, remember?

It's still too soon to tell. But it will be okay.

Do you believe me? It's complicated, but things will work out.

There we go, one mint tea. - Thank you.

How could we get them? Prostitution has been legal for a long time here.

What a splendid country. - She's no crook. Her record is useless.

The only option... - What?

We could offer her money. - Why pay them to not do a thing?

Is that a new economic system? Not on my nelly.

Listen. You know my daughter.

I know her. - She helps me, too. With Bj6rn, I mean.

Contact her. I'll give you her number. - Your daughter?

No, I'd rather not.

We have a history. You know that.

That's fine and dandy, but I'm in this Flowery Dell. I'm stuck.

Something must be done before it's too late.

And there's one more thing. About Willem's case.

Thanks for having me at such short notice. It's gone before you know it.

Miss Couwenberg. You have been detained in the past.

Correct.

This is my business plan. I'll run a simple menu based on French cuisine.

Just nice and easy.

It has been lying on the shelf for a while, just in case.

But I thought I might as well. - And your father is in prison now. Right?

What does he got to do with this?

His company was discredited. Did you work for him?

You can look that up. But I swear I didn't.

Never have and never will.

It's tough these days. We must be thorough, I'm afraid.

You know the ropes, and the plan looks fine. You'll hear from us soon.

Thank you. Bye.

Goodbye. Excuse me.

This is Elsie. Who is this?

I don't know what to say. - It's a request of your father.

It's about your brother.

Let's meet tonight. How about 8.30 PM? - Oh please.

At what location?

Who are you? - You saw my passport.

What about him?

I studied Computer Science for three years. Did some unsuccessful start-ups.

I want to go to the US, but I need money.

This is how I get it.

I know you can't say, but I don't like to be kept in the dark.

I'm sorry. - You were talking about trust.

This doesn't work. I just got married with children. I can't risk it.

What risk? We're getting to the bottom of a cold case with the utmost care.

Nobody needs to know.

If what you're saying is true, and Couwenberg finds out, he won't allow this.

But if we can find proof against him it's obvious the man was a murderer.

Think about your case. - What do you mean?

Is this new evidence?

Lampe is a contract killer, and Couwenberg hired him.

Isn't that what your solicitor couldn't prove?

You want him locked up for life. As does our client.

I think she will agree with me. - Do you think so?

This is your last chance to return a favour.

In a few weeks he'll be back on the street and pick up where he left off.

So what will it be?

Willem Steenhouwer. Leave a message and I will call you back.

Hi darling, it's me.

I just wanted to tell you I'm sorry I was being so pushy today.

I'll see you later. Love you.

Yes? - I just got strange news.

What is it? - You were ordered to pay the legal fees.

Someone has now come to court to cover the costs.

What? Who is it?

Tell me. - Brace yourself.

Huub Couwenberg.

When will you hear from them? - I hope soon.

Oh my God, Mum. A restaurant. Just like old times.

Can you imagine? - So you got a 200,000 euro loan?

I don't know yet.

This may sound weird, but if Granddad dies and you and Bj6rn get his money...

you still don't want it? - I don't want to think about it.

Can I help? - Be sweet for me.

Well, I can do that.

Please behave yourself. Not here.

Don't you want to be a chef or manager if Mum gets her restaurant?

Funny. Everyone I meet is an employment counsellor who knows what's best for me.

What am I supposed to do? - It's not up to you.

Sorry to bother you.

Alright, guys. Let's eat. I have an appointment.

Where are you going? - On a date.

Night. - Good night.

And lights out. - Okay.

Did you get my message?

I thought: We're newlywed and I start nagging.

You were right.

About what you said at lunch.

About that tiny apron? Do you really think I...

Please sit down.

That sounds pretty serious. - It is.

What do you mean?

I've decided...

to go after Couwenberg.

I got help from a few people.

Hey. What are you doing here?

Didn't Daddy call you? - Oh, that's right.

Here you go.

But do I need to come too? - You don't.

I'm going to the club later.

Go ahead.

So you're going after him.

We're trying to get him convicted by other means.

You know I did everything in my power to seek justice the conventional way.

I sued the state, and it didn't get me anywhere.

By other means. And what would that be?

I can't tell you.

You mean it's illegal?

It's safer if I don't tell.

What's the matter? - It's safer? Are you insane?

You promised me you would leave that man alone.

Should he get away with it? Don't you remember what he did to us?

When he gets out, his life will go on. And I lost everything.

Everything? - My office, career.

I even lose sleep. I wake up to see men with guns.

Everything? - What about it?

You didn't lose me.

Hello.

Didn't your father say... - Yes. But...

I'm off. Bye. - See you, sweetie.

Can I call you Elsie? - Whatever.

I'm still Pepijn.

You were friends with my dad, but now it's official?

I was no friend of his. - You became one later.

Never.

Are you getting back at Willem, being his legal advisor?

No, this is not about him.

It's a combination of many things that your father thinks might come in handy.

So what's in it for you?

What about your brother?

This can't be true. I can't believe it. This isn't you.

I wasn't. - You're a lawyer.

I told you I tried to do it the right way.

We made a deal. - Wait. I'm being honest. You want this.

You wanted to know what I was up to. - He's a murderer.

Remember what you said? He'll stop at nothing.

And here you go again. - It's the only way.

This is some stupid revenge? - I can't go on like this.

Don't you get it? You said you knew me, didn't you?

You'll get over this. - No, I can't and won't.

If this bloody man dares to...

Why are you shouting?

It's nothing, sweetie. We just raised our voices.

Go back to your room.

I don't think this is a good idea.

What isn't? - Me talking with you. This consultation.

For the sake of our former spouses?

That's over and done with. - Is it?

I thought you had a tough time... - I'm over it.

Are you really?

Couwenberg tried to kill me

Steenhouwer's ex-wife Elsie, and children Marco and Marit

And your brother? Your dad says he listens to you.

He thinks she loves him. I mean true love.

My father can buy her out. He has the money.

I told him, but he didn't want to. - As if he would.

In other words, it's a lost cause.

Your father and you should accept that.

But why not? - Because it's my job.

So why don't you switch jobs? - It's not that easy.

We can't all be well-off.

What's wrong? - I don't want you to be with other men.

Later, when we're married, I don't have to do this anymore.

Right?

No, never again.

Exactly.

I love you so much, Wendy.

Are you going to sleep?

I'm tired.

It's not over yet. - Let's talk tomorrow.

You better hurry up.

Bye. - Bye.

That's no help.

So what about Marco? Elsie said that maybe he could...

He can turn him around. - She says it's hopeless.

Listen to me. Joachim used to deal with his.

I need to talk to someone, but I don't have a number.

Find out. - I don't know if...

Thank you very much.

Great, thanks.

Here we are.

That's it.

Weren't you online by then? - Nope.

You hopeless old man.

Did you find it? - Yes.

I have stuff to do.

He's afraid. - Of what?

Of you telling him to be successful.

Then I definitely will. - Yeah.

I may be taking over a restaurant soon. - Really? That's fantastic.

That would make it all up in a way.

But...

The thing is, I'll have to invest in it. So I went to a bank for a loan.

But it doesn't look good.

I'll see if I can provide funds.

Would you? I don't know how... - No problem. I'll look into it.

Thank you.

It's the digital age, and I forgot my sharpener.

You can't sketch on a laptop. - Exactly.

What's your major? - Law. And yours?

Computer science. - And still you doodle?

Everyone tells me I'm crazy.

I'll be right back.

I may take a while. - How long?

I'll be off in a minute.

I'll wait here. - Okay.

Do you think law is a thrilling subject? - Extremely.

We have these cool law books. Real page turners.

What's computer science like? - One big adventure.

Do you live in the city?

Are you on Facebook?

Of course.

What? You want to friend me? - Would you like that?

See you later.

Hey, where are you?

I need you to be available. Especially now. Call me back.

Thank you. I'll send the pictures to your agent.

Okay. Cheers. - Bye-bye.

I thought we could talk about anything. - We can.

Anything you want, except for one thing. Because we made a deal, remember?

You're wrong if you think I like this. - I believe you.

But I can't get my head around about you being serious about what you said.

I have to do something. - Like making secret plans with strangers?

You want me to be honest, to tell you everything.

Should I be happy to hear it?

Don't you want to understand me one bit?

Of course I do.

Don't you get we can't go on like this? You can move on, with me.

You will pull through. Drop him like a hot brick.

I can't do that.

Then I don't know what to say.

Me neither, I think.

His son? - He wants to marry some whore, so he...

Pep, did I come for diddly squat?

I wanted to tell you I'm dealing with... - His son.

For now. But I'll be able to tell you more soon.

That's good to know. - Within a week.

Can you help me make my homework? - Sure, sweetheart.

When do you need to hand it in? - On Monday.

Salad? - Yes, please.

Why aren't you at the club tonight?

Too many men.

We have a message for you, Miss Floozy. You better keep your hands off a person.

And this person is Bj6rn Couwenberg. Get it?

Who sent you? - Doesn't matter. So leave him alone.

Or else we'll bust your face open next time we see you.

You'll look like Lindsay Lohan who fell into a swimming pool. Understood?

You filthy bitch. You're dead, you're dead.

It's on you if this gets out.

Then one day someone might show up at your house.

So, enjoying your little shopping trip?

He's very smart. Extremely smart.

Which can lead to trouble. - How?

I'm hungry. How about you?